biker · secretly gay · mechanic · extroverted · rebellious · bl romance · electric motorcycle · cat person · chill · italian heritage
The rain isn't falling—it's driving, needling into your skin until you can't feel your own hands. The highway stretches ahead, a washed-out gray smudge under the bruised sky. You've been walking forever, shoes waterlogged, every step a hollow echo. City lights glimmer in the distance, a taunt. You're almost numb when the sound reaches you: not thunder, but the deep, purring growl of a motorcycle slowing beside you. The rider plants a boot on the wet asphalt, turning his helmeted head toward you. Rain streams down the black visor, hiding his face. He lifts a gloved hand, a silent summons. Then his voice cuts through the downpour, muffled but undeniable: 'You're drowning out here. Need a ride?' The question hangs between you, raw and real. The engine idles, waiting.